Kickback

[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Lil Uzi Vert] One Flow (Dubba-AA Flex) Yeah, yeah [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Kickback at the house, hoes runnin' everywhere Draco or the drum, I bring that, bitch, everywhere My bitch came home mad, I know she ain't goin' nowhere Blue faced hundreds in my pants, without it, I can't go nowhere Snatch my chain, don't know, up on me, don't know Split yo' cantaloupe, right in front the store I got brand new hoes, ain't trippin' on my ex Versace on my toes, I don't do nothin' but flex [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Diamonds all on my wrist (Blaow), diamonds all on my neck (Yeah) Know I'm always gon' flex (Huh), know I'm always gon' go get the chеck, uh (Yeah) Brought a brand new Glock, uh, had to get rid of my TEC, uh (Uh) If hе reach for my neck, put his ass on big rest (Bah) Yeah, I'm on three different pills (Uh), hope that I dont wreck (Skrr) She a duck, put it all on the bill, yeah, and all on her chest, woah Get that neck up, when I catch her (Woah), got a lil' bitch named Vanessa (Uh) I found she a finesser (Yeah), if I ain't know that, would've kept her (Woah) Drip, drop, wristwatch (Ayy), on bling (On bling, yeah) Big knots, big racks (Yeah), on me (On me, ayy) Lil Uzi, one man army (Army, that's true) Know I flex too much, so sorry (Yeah) [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Kickback at the house, hoes runnin' everywhere Draco or the drum, I bring that, bitch, everywhere My bitch came home mad, I know she ain't goin' nowhere Blue faced hundreds in my pants, without it, I can't go nowhere Snatch my chain, don't know, up on me, don't know Split yo' cantaloupe, right in front the store I got brand new hoes, ain't trippin' on my ex Versace on my toes, I don't do nothin' but flex [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I'm covered up in designer, way that I dress, you would think I'm a stylist I lost my Cuban, I couldn't even find it I buy another one, just for the mileage Up with the Glock in the club and I shot it Out in the streets, nigga, know I ain't hidin' Go wit' your mood, yeah, I want you to try it Say that they wit' it, they know that we 'bout it Up on me, don't know, off that X, I roll Red Hi-Tech, pour fours, count racks while on the road Fuckin' and smashin' these hoes, I pass her to my bros I thank the Lord I blowed up, over a hundred thousand dollars on clothes [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Kickback at the house, hoes runnin' everywhere Draco or the drum, I bring that, bitch, everywhere My bitch came home mad, I know she ain't goin' nowhere Blue faced hundreds in my pants, without it, I can't go nowhere Snatch my chain, don't know, up on me, don't know Split yo' cantaloupe, right in front the store I got brand new hoes, ain't trippin' on my ex Versace on my toes, I don't do nothin' but flex